Use your other fingers to stroke their fullness. I’d take the outside, so that if someone had to be rudely dumped on the floor in the middle of the night. I gaped at her. “Very nice. It was an apt name, though I didn’t understand the plural. Frankly, that’s nonsense. It splattered against Mom’s cheek. With that, she let go. Hitch up with one of them critters and start having spawn, don’t come crying to me. Mom, being pragmatically Mom, refused, comforting me with the advice to give it more time. “Frankly, it’s one of the easiest problems in the world to dispense with.” Her other hand arrived, tugging down at the elastic band until the first could get a firm grip on my shaft. Not until I had it out of the closet and held out in my hands to give to Mom did I remember the whole story.
